PA school will be hard they said.
You are gonna be tested and tried and challenged in ways you didn’t think possible they said.
You are gonna have to sacrifice your social life and family to get through it they said.
THEY were darn straight.
After 15 months of grueling lectures, labs, physical exams, projects, papers, and hours upon hours of studying and studying and more studying, I have survived 55% of PA school! I can say good riddance to the chapter that was didactic, and welcome the new chapter that is clinicals. I know that the 12 months ahead of me are going to be a different kind of trying and challenging. I know that the Lord is gonna continue chipping away at the rough edges of my heart and passions and shape me more into his image. I know that God is going to continue to be sovereign over this entire journey just like he has been sovereign over every step of this journey up until this point. He is the one ultimately in control and for that I say, “AMENNNNN!”
Didactic was a doozy.
I mean I knew that PA school was going to be difficult and that I was going to struggle and have to fight for my sanity and sanctification throughout it, however, I learned so much more about medicine than I ever thought possible and even more about myself and what living in community looks like. When you are surrounded by the same people day-in and day-out, you begin to take on each other’s burdens and struggles because you have formed this unique bond of having to suffer through trials together. People often compare med programs to the military because your classmates are your cohort and no man/woman gets left behind. We look out for one another. We share notes with one another. We encourage one another. We take time to help one another through our struggles. We are present with one another through thick or thin (not to say that we are always perfectly present with one another, but our ultimate desire is to strengthen each other by offering our gifts and talents and hoping that someone gets blessed in the process).
I found that community in didactic of PA school. I struggled through some classes. I cried on too many occasions to count. I felt broken and defeated by the workload that was being forced upon me. I felt imprisoned at times by the time constraints of our classes. But whenever I felt weak, I turned to my classmates and more often than not they turned me to the feet of Jesus.
I seriously can’t put into words just how privileged I feel to have met so many amazing people through the process of PA school. You go through treachery together and come out on the other end better people because of it because you had each other to lean on.
My advice for anyone about to start or currently in the thick of Didactic…
- Understand your time constraints, but don’t shut your family or friends out because of it
- Know your limits and don’t be afraid to ask for help when you need it
- Ask questions and lots of them
- Continue to do the things that feed your soul and bring you joy
- Be a sponge and soak it all up!
I wouldn’t trade this PA school experience for anything. It’s been a crazy roller coaster of a journey, but I am so thrilled to see what twists and turns lie ahead in clinicals!